New Year, time to audit

So 2013 was not only a new chapter, it was a new book. I moved away from a poisonous work environment, walked away from equally venomous relationships and began a new adventure. Although I have yet to make money in my new venture, I am feeling optimistic and full because I took stock in how great my life is. 

I have laugh lines. This means one thing: I have spent more of my time smiling and laughing versus frowning. 

My body hurts. Every inch of it. All of my original parts are still intact and by aching it is a reminder. Some are giving in to gravity, but they still exist. I still exist.  

Occasionally my kids tell me I am the worst Mom ever. Yay me! I am #1 at something some of the time. And I am lucky to have children.  

I am self deprecating. Not an attractive characteristic, yet the man I love, loves me. He will shower me with compliments and affection until I can see me the way he sees me. That will never happen...so I can confidently expect his adoration for my lifetime. I am loved. 

My dogs have eaten my couches and dug holes in my yard. Makes me appreciate my children more... They only dig holes in the yard. I have property. 

Grains and alcohol will make my waistline larger. This can only mean I am fortunate enough to have variety. The ability to try and enjoy (or not) different things. 

My honda civic has nearly 400,000 kms and patches of rust.  The interior is stained by foodstuffs from the children. I have a car. 

There is more. Much more. And for all of it I am grateful. All of my 'flaws' are just reminders or badges of the good stuff. In fact, they are not flaws at all. My audit has shown me I am rich although my bank account says differently, I am beautiful, although media definition does not align with mine, and I am loved, by the important people, by the people I adore (win-win).

Do your audit. 

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